Yaoguang lay on the stone bed, pillowing one hand behind his head, and lifting the half of the Yin-Yang Fish Jade Pendant in front of him with the other hand. He always felt that Uncle Wu was lying to her, or was hiding something.

Recalling the expression he appeared when he saw the jade pendant during the day, he was surprised, missed, and sad. Various emotions were intertwined, and there was a story at a glance.

"Your jade pendant?"

"Uh, it's my mother's relic, Uncle Wu, but is there something wrong with this jade pendant?"

"Nothing happens... I just feel the shape is a bit unique."

"Oh, this jade pendant is actually a pair, and half of it is a white fish-shaped jade pendant."

"I know."

"Hey? You've seen Uncle Fifth?"

"No, I haven't seen it before... You've been struggling for so long, go and rest first."

"Ah?... OK."

Shaking her head, she temporarily put aside the conversation during the day, and focused on studying the jade pendant in her hand. One after another during the day, she only had the opportunity to carefully observe the jade pendant.

The divine thoughts penetrated the jade pendant and checked every corner. The imagined changes did not appear. After obtaining some of her mother's memories, she thought she could find any clues or secrets in the jade pendant, but she didn't expect nothing to appear.

Thinking about it, it was true. This jade pendant has been in her father's hands for decades. If there is any secret, it has been revealed. What's the turn to her?

He let out a sigh of relief. Just as her divine consciousness was about to withdraw, the tear in the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly moved almost undetectedly.

Yaoguang's eyes flashed, and he felt that the whole person seemed to float lightly in the air, with a sense of ease of souls leaving the skin, and a faint sense of confusion of wandering and helplessness, which was even more strange than the state of the soul leaving the body.

She looked down at herself and saw only a gray-white mist.

Thanks to various past experiences, Yaoguang was not panicked, but was still intent on checking her current state. She was now a fog of shapeless fog, and there was a faint golden aura in the fog.

A kind of enlightenment suddenly flashed in her mind that could still think. This is... her true spirit?!

Even though he was calm before Yaoguang, his mind was so shocked that he was blank.

Is she dead?

Below the Demon Lord realm, you can only see the true face of the true spirit at the moment of death. This true spirit will soon be blown away by the Yin wind, leaving only the soul to be thrown into the six realms of reincarnation. The true spirit is unique and disappears forever after dispersion. This is why it is said that the previous life and this life after reincarnation are two different creatures.

If the Demon Lord's realm or above is over, you will invest time and destiny after death, and reincarnate with the accumulation of previous lives.

Of course, there is a very small chance that the true spirit will leave the soul and enter the long river of time and destiny under the premise of immortality. This possibility requires a limited condition, above the Demon Lord Realm.

She is not yet in the Demon Lord realm, and her first thought is that she will die.

Death may have circled in my mind, and was soon denied by Yaoguang. In Rongshan, the base camp of the Kun tribe, who could kill her quietly? Besides, she was still a little confident in herself and could not die so easily. Even if she agreed, the impermanence in the sea of ​​consciousness would probably not agree.

Thinking of this, she suddenly thought of something. Now she appears in the true spirit state, and the white mist in the sea of ​​consciousness does not seem to be following her?

Just when she thought Wuchang was separated from her, the golden light spots in the fog suddenly flashed, and the light shook his mind and felt the golden light entangled with a little transparent spiritual light...

Well, Wuchang was actually entangled with her true spirit. No wonder the lord of Kujian City said before that no one can take away Wuchang. It turned out that this is what it means.

I couldn't figure out why she was in this state for a moment, so Yaoguang could only try to understand the sudden change of the true spirit by observing the outside world.

The world in front of me is a chaos, and the gray world does not have a trace of light. Occasionally, a few strange lines will appear, as if cracked wood is free of rules and may crack again at any time.

More than once she saw the lines appear suddenly and disappear quietly, like sand paintings created by a sand painter skillfully, with a light touch, and then another trace suddenly disappeared.

Strange, mysterious.

I don't know if it's been recognized

Because of the tear in her, Yaoguang observed for a while and keenly realized that the lines were faults in time and space. This perception made her heart beat, although she had no heart to beat at this time.

What the hell is this place?

As a cloud of fog, she could not even control her movements. She could only vaguely detect a suction force that pulled her, causing her to float in a certain direction.

Unsure of the future, Yaoguang could only secretly pray that the impermanence entangled with her true spirit would be more powerful, otherwise she would be in a small quiet state, and the true spirit would be dead if she was blown away by the cold wind.

Having said that, she didn't seem to feel the cold wind along the way?

As if I heard her words, a slight wave suddenly appeared in the gray chaos, and a cold force rushed towards her, and her true spirit shook gently.

Yaoguang was in a daze and could feel the golden light falling down quickly with the naked eye. At this moment, the spiritual light entangled with the golden light floated out a layer of milky white coat like twig, wrapping the golden light with him.

The power of yin and cold hovered around her, and saw that the golden light could not be destroyed, and finally floated away helplessly.

At this point, Yaoguang breathed a sigh of relief.

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The true spirit floated in a certain direction. I don’t know how long it took, but the scene in front of me began to change.

A broad river rushes into the distance, vast and mysterious, unable to see the origin, unable to see the end, with an eternal smell. There is only one main stream, and at first glance, it seems that you can see endless tributaries.

This river lies across the chaotic space, dividing the gray chaos into two.

Yaoguang stared at the river in front of him, so shocked that he almost frozen his thoughts.

This is... the long river of time and destiny?! The river she saw in Zhu Jiuyin's memory.

So is this river pulling her true spirit?

Yes, the true spirit that has not been blown out by the cold wind will follow some hidden laws of nature and drift towards the long river of time and destiny.

She actually came to this legendary river. If she had a body at this time, Yaoguang believed that she would be exhausted and her heart would be beating like a drum, and her face was so excited that she was filled with peach blossoms.

While she was staring at this rushing river, a little golden light drifted into the river from nowhere.

Which fallen Mahayana true spirit has floated to the long river of time and destiny? Yaoguang didn't understand the situation here, so he just looked from afar with vigilance.

The true spirit that floated over the river was wandering, looking a little confused, and shook the light and blessings to the heart, and a sense of enlightenment was produced. The true spirit was in a state of ignorance, not as clear as himself.

She thought about it and wanted to approach it quietly, but suddenly she realized that she could move freely at some point.

Control the true spirit that floated behind her. When she came over, that little true spirit had slowly immersed in the river.

The golden light representing the true spirit floated into the river, and the endless stream of slight ripples emerged. The shaking light that happened to arrive passed through the shaking ripples, and watched the life of a Mahayana Venerable like watching a silent film.

This true spirit that happened to appear comes from the Cangmu Realm, which is the same as the Tianyao Realm. However, unlike the Tianyao Realm that is dominated by sects and families, the Cangmu Realm divides its forces by country. This true spirit is of noble origin and is a prince of a certain country. Its identity is almost equivalent to the ten saints of the demon clan in the Tianyao Realm.

In the Cangmu Realm, he is also a pride of heaven. He is a Mahayana Venerable for ten thousand years and is like an ancestor of that country. As for why he fell, the ripples on the river surface made the picture too blurry. Yaoguang did not see clearly, but only saw through the vision of the Mahayana Venerable. At the last moment of his life, his huge palm covered him.

This strange scene made her heart sway. The universe is so big. The Three Thousand Realms are not an exaggeration. Outside the Tianyao Realm, there are countless wonderful worlds, and even outside the Three Thousand Realms, there may be even more magical worlds.

Yaoguang suddenly felt infinite heroism in his heart. What is a Tianyao Realm? One day she will travel all three thousand realms and even explore the world outside the three thousand realms.

While she was stunned, the golden light had completely sunk into the long river.

Is this the direct reincarnation through the long river of time and destiny? Yaoguang couldn't help but want to touch the river, and when he was about to get close, he suddenly came to his senses.

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The passion retreated and returned to reality, she took a few steps back vigilantly. She lived a good life and didn't want to be reincarnated in a daze. Besides, she was not in the realm of Demon Lord, let alone reincarnation, I'm afraid the true spirit will collapse as soon as it enters.

But after finally coming, do you want to sigh at the river? Since this river is called the long river of time and destiny, you may be able to see the future.

Yaoguang looked at the river for a while and finally decided to walk in the direction of the river flowing first. Maybe there were other appearances.

Walking along the river bank, she saw the lives of countless people from the ripples on the river. There were the winners of the life of immortality who had ended their hardships and the cannon fodder that had been badly played by good cards. Of course, it was more of the ordinary life of ordinary people.

During this period, she never saw other true spirits floating towards the long river. I think so, the Demon Lord’s Mahayana period is not a cabbage on the street, so how could there be a true spirit to report every day?

In the gray chaos, there seemed to be nothing except the rushing river that could not be seen. I don’t know how long it took, something suddenly became more in Yaoguang’s vision.

If she had a body, she might not be able to help but rub her eyes, because in the river not far away, there was someone going upstream.

How powerful is it necessary to not appear as the true spirit here, or even fall into the long river and have the remaining strength to go upstream?

Yaoguang was not sure whether the other party would be detrimental to her, so he stopped cautiously.

The man seemed not to have seen her, concentrating on the resistance of time and the long river of destiny. The long river of flowing was silent, but with his stubborn and powerful power, he stopped the steps of the people in the river.

In this silent contest, the man slowly moved forward inchless expression. Although he was as slow as a turtle, he moved upstream.

After walking a few steps, she suddenly stopped, as if she was restoring her strength. A dark gray line appeared in the river water behind her, as if she was protecting her from going backwards.

The lines were strange and unpredictable, as if they were stained with an unknown curse.

"Is it you?" The person who stopped looking in the direction of Yaoguang accurately and said so.
Chapter completed!